A song for the 'Jackers
Jan 29, 2018 15:07:40 GMT -8
Post by EricaOdd on Jan 29, 2018 15:07:40 GMT -8
This song crops up from time to time on my Pandora Celtic Music channel, and for some reason it makes me think of the folks on this 'board every time. It's by a Cornish band called Fisherman's Friends.
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Leave all your furrows in the fields where they lie,
The factories and offices, kiss them all goodbye
Have a little faith in the dream-maker in the sky
There's glory in, believing in, and it's all in the beholder's eye
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Turn off your engines and slow down your wheels
Suddenly your master plan loses its appeal
Everybody knows that this reality's not real
So raise a glass, to all things past
And celebrate how good it feels.
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Awash on a sea of our own vanity
We should rejoice in our individuality
Though it's gale force, lets steer a course for sanity
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Leave all your furrows in the fields where they lie,
The factories and offices, kiss them all goodbye
Have a little faith in the dream-maker in the sky
There's glory in, believing in, and it's all in the beholder's eye
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Turn off your engines and slow down your wheels
Suddenly your master plan loses its appeal
Everybody knows that this reality's not real
So raise a glass, to all things past
And celebrate how good it feels.
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Awash on a sea of our own vanity
We should rejoice in our individuality
Though it's gale force, lets steer a course for sanity
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, lets find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues